Qian Renxue Wrapped Five Fingers Around the Cudgel, Yu Xiaogang Demanded the Nine-Colored Gauze

"Hey, little mountain god, what mischief did you sneak off to do yesterday to leave you looking so haggard, hmm? Come tell Old Sun."

Qian Renxue deliberately went to move about somewhere Sun Wukong could see her.

Sure enough, with his restless disposition, Sun Wukong spoke first.

Qian Renxue secretly rejoiced. "Brother Monkey, I really have run into something."

Sun Wukong blinked his glittering golden eyes. "Hehe, you little mountain god, playing mind games with Old Sun? Out with it, out with it! Old Sun loves seeing other people in trouble."

Over this time, Qian Renxue had become familiar with Sun Wukong, calling him Brother Monkey all day long, so she felt no embarrassment when he exposed her intentions.

"Brother Monkey, you know how I'm organizing a tournament? There's a difficult character in this tournament, and I'm afraid I won't be able to keep things under control."

"What's there to fear? Didn't I promise to call Yang Jian and Nezha over when the time comes?"

"Brother Monkey, that's not right. We come from a little backwater. How could we trouble those two great gods to take action?"

Sun Wukong chuckled twice without answering.

Qian Renxue rubbed her hands together and stopped beating around the bush.

"Brother Monkey, do you have any Magic Treasures or the like you could lend me?"

"Hehe, you've come to the wrong person if you want to borrow Magic Treasures."

Sun Wukong tilted his head, and the toothpick-sized Golden Cudgel fell out of his ear.

"When Old Sun fought his way across the Primordial World, when did he ever use Magic Treasures?"

"Still, while I have no Magic Treasures, I do have one post-heaven merit Numinous Treasure."

"The Ruyi Golden Cudgel!"

Qian Renxue's eyes were fixed entirely on that "toothpick."

Back then, Sun Wukong had relied